Last night I was crouching down on the floor in “squat pose” while eating my enchilada while Will played on our new wood floor cuz I wanted to hang out with the little fellah on his level and get a good stretch in at the same time. Then, moments later, Will inched forward a little bit. Then he inched some more. Then he had the bottom drawer handle in his hand (he likes shiny objects… this is probably what enticed him to crawl) and then he began opening and closing the drawer on his face! He was very pleased with himself.
Monthly Archives: April 2009
“A slap in the boobs”
Billy is the great Oz behind my blog. And one of the things I love that he added to it is this “you might also like these posts” thingie by Outbrain to the bottom of my posts here on maternityshare.com. I have actually been finding some interesting content. The last one I read was good writing and had a catchy title: “A slap in the boobs by Dr. Sears?” She talks about this moo moo looking cover that moms can wear while breastfeeding that hides boobs, kid and all!
Hi Dad, From Will
Will started writing letters to his dad on his mom’s iPhone. Here is one of his letters to his dad when he was away on a business trip:
March 23rd, 2009
Hi Dad,
Dad, I am having a really good day. I got to meet lots of nice ladies at Dr Norrell’s office. They played with me while Dr N. took care of mom.
Dr Norrell gave mom a book and me a paper cup to chew on (that made my finger tips turn blue so Mom took it away.) Then, mom showed me the mosaics on the walls. Now I’m going to take a nap so I’ll catch you later.I love you very much and hope you learn lots of cool stuff and meet some nice people.
Will

Guest Blogger: Will. “Santa Cruz Roadtrip”
Hi guys,
Mom took me on a road trip to Santa Cruz today. I slept both ways in car. We went with her new business partner Lev. She is selling this beverage on tap she likes a lot called kombucha. She won’t let me taste it on account of I am too little just yet.
Well, we met this Lev guy when we walked down to our bakery Arizmendi about a month ago. Mom should really tell you more about that meeting and her new job. I just know that she is excited about it and that Lev is real nice. Here is a picture mom took of Lev holding me:

When we got back to Emeryville mom took me to our bookstore so I could watch the big kids play. I scooped up this book one of the big boys was looking at and went hog wild over it! It was a “sound” book from the Pixar movie “Cars”. There was this steering while and all these really cool buttons that made all kinds of noised I have never heard before! I got down on the floor and explored it intensely for quite some time. Sheesh. Books are so cool.
Will’s 9 Month Old Bday!
Will is 9 months old! He loves watching the big kids play and thinks he is one of them. He is so eager to touch and feel and play. He gets so excited when we take him to our local bookstore and he plays with the train set. That table filled with trains and their tracks is showing its age and with wear and fading paint and is a dirty germ pool but Will loves it so. It is his “precious”.
I have come a long with with my mild case of germaphobia. Will’s and my life is better for it. He has fun! And I am more relaxed. Oh yah, and dad is relieved. I did however wash his hands when we got home :}
Will has he two bottom teeth, loves to pull himself to stand, claps, grooves to music and much much more. I love this little guy. He has now been out of the womb longer than he was in.
Ghostly Skype Session
I captured this image of Billy and a ghostly
Will laughing it up with the Shipp Grandparents on Skype.
Art Appreciation
conversations from the Wall:
Art wrote on your Wall:
“Hi Christine. How’s everything in e-ville? Is the little guy good?”
Christine wrote on Art’s Wall:
“Heya Art, Will needs to see his uncle Art soon. He has something that spins for you. E’ville is pretty good. How’s The Triangle?”
Art wrote on your Wall:
“So little man has something that spins, does he? I’d really like to see that.
Life at the triangle just isn’t the same truthfully. No cute babies lying helpless on the kitchen floor. Or breast milk in the fridge. Bathing in the kitchen sink is suddenly frowned upon, I’m told. Quite an adjustment indeed.”